The old woman (older than Mischa was now, definitely) stood at his bedside when Moses awoke, leaning on what looked like a bamboo cane.
He pulled backwards immediately. She was still, her face unchanged, looking at him.
“Master wishes to see you after you have refreshed yourself.”
She turned and headed for the door.
“Wait!” Moses wanted to know, [...]
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Moses followed the older (the unknown to him) Mischa through the grounds of the King home.
Here and there lay the classic marks of the ages. Most were in disrepair. The hedge maze. The circle of standing stones. Column archways. Huge trees, stretching high and wide, even in death and dying.
As they approached the small [...]
“Go down, Moses. Way down to Egypt-land.”
Moses Lawd woke to the sound of his grandmother’s voice. Except joined with it were the voices of yesterday. They had dissipated slowly the night before, as he lay in bed, waiting for sleep to come.
The anticipation was there also, excitement in his veins as he pushed himself out [...]
A lot of things had influenced Moses in his writing of Jesse King.
Movies. Books. People. Events.
Braveheart (move), Harry Potter (books, movies), Lord of the Rings (books, movies), X-Men (comics, movies), U2 (band), the Bible (book), Beethoven (musician), Brotherhood of the Wolf (movie), Jim Carrey (actor) .. The list goes on.
Stephen King’s Dark Tower series, [...]
The coffee shop was a block from the Hendant building. There was an area with comfy lounges where people could sit, talk, read.
A couple in deep conversation didn’t seem to notice Moses as he sat with his crushed ice and coffee drink.
“We’re two sensible adults, and I realise it probably meant nothing to you. [...]
"Moses." Ted walked forward and shook Moses’ hand. "This is Thomas Rein and his associate, Evan Coolin."
Ted paused a moment. "They wish to talk about your books.
Moses shook their hands in turn. Thomas Rein was tall and fit. His grip was strong. Evan Coolin was similar, although of a darker complexion.
"Moses," It was Thomas [...]
The morning of Moses Lawd’s birthday brought with it the sun. Moses woke as it rose above the hills that lay to the west of his house.
Ritual: The prescribed order of a religious ceremony.
As Moses worshipped no greater power than his words, or his fears, his daily routine could well be called ritual. [...]
Moses was a writer. A good writer. He wrote mysteries. Jesse King was his protagonist, his avatar in the world of fantasy and fiction. Jesse King solved mysteries. Jesse King was smart, good-looking, strong and fast. Jesse King could woo and charm. Jesse King was who Moses wished he could be.
Moses was a loner. Had [...]
